Author's note: Sorry this has been so long between updates. These stories require emotional energy I didn't have to give them. I can't promise regular updates from now on, but I will try. Sorry this update is so short. I've got more planned, and the whole story outlined. I just don't have more time to write tonight, and I wanted to give you something. =) Thank you so much for reading!
She was out of bed and in the bathroom before she could even process the thought. Leaning against the sink, slightly out of breath, she closed her eyes, feeling the cold of the counter. "Oh. My. God. I think I slept with Gibbs."
Glancing in the mirror, she took a quick inventory. Red marks on her neck and breasts. Bruises on her arms and around her wrists. A familiar ache below. Yeah, she had slept with someone, and given the evidence right outside the bathroom door, she concluded it had to be Gibbs, as she couldn't possibly see herself winding up in this particular situation any other way.
She grabbed a bathrobe off the back of the door. Well, this was going to be an interesting conversation. "Gibbs?" She peeked outside the door
"Yeah, Abbs." He was on the balcony, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, cup of coffee in his hand. He didn't turn to look at her. That was bad. This had the makings of an interesting and very awkward conversation.
She padded barefoot to the balcony. He handed her a cup of coffee, and she was pleased to note that it contained both cream and sugar. How he drank that awful black tar, she had no idea. "Thanks. Um...do you remember how we got back here last night? Things are kinda fuzzy for me."
"Nope." The coffee in his hand went down onto the table, and both his hands gripped the railing, the only sign that he might be less than perfectly calm about the situation being that he still failed to look at her.
"Gibbs! I don't remember anything. Can you help me out a little?" Abby slammed her hands down on the railing.
"Nope." Still no eye contact.
"Dammit, Gibbs. I feel like I've lost like ten hours of my life here! This is really starting to freak me out."
He shook his head. "Sorry, Abbs. I got nothing."
At that, she sat down in the chair, hard. She didn't realize until that point how much she had been counting on him to remember.
Author's Note:
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